"Another one?" Petunia Dursley shrieked, dropping the milk bottles that she was holding. They shattered. "Why? Vernon! Esmeralda! Come, come!"

It had been about 2 months since a girl that looked like her sister, Lily, showed up on the front step. The girl had somehow reached the doorbell, rang it, and when the door opened, shyly explained everything. Petunia was against taking in another child, after the newborn Dudley, but Vernon thought the redhaired girl looked cute, and since then, she had been living with the Dursleys. The Dursleys treated the new girl, Esmeralda, as their own child. In fact, they secretly loved Esmeralda more than Dudley.

"What is it?" Esmie asked excitedly. She peered through her aunt's legs and-

"Harry!" Esmie screeched, even louder than Petunia.

"Harry." Petunia said in disgust.

"Harry?" Vernon asked, looking at the little bundle on their front steps. The baby's eyes opened sleepily, and saw a great, big, fat face leering at him.

Harry Potter started to cry.

"Uncle Vernie!" Esmie wrinkled her eyebrows. "You're scaring him!"

"Right," Vernon smiled at Esmie. "Sorry about that, Esmie."

Esmie scooped Harry up, and skipped back into the house.

"Esmie!" Petunia called, chasing after the young girl. "You're going to drop it!"

"Him," Esmie corrected.

"Well, we're not keeping him," Esmie's aunt told her.

"Harry's not a pet! And plus, he's my brother, and I'm not letting him live on the streets!"

"Hmm," Vernon raised his eyebrows.

"Please?" Esmie begged.

"Fine." The Dursleys agreed, annoyed.

"Oh, thank you thank you thank you!" Esmie danced around, after giving Harry to Vernon.

"Now look who's treating him as a pet," Petunia grumbled.